So we’ve been calling She Is Sitting in the Night a collaboration, but if it was that it was largely retroactive—a conversation that started in part before I was born. Literally. Ruth West started working on Thea’s Tarot when I was not yet a zygote, a fact that she is happy to emphasize with phrases like “back when dirt was new,” “when god was a girl, and “you don’t understand because you’re not old enough.”
Metonymy’s first title, She Is Sitting in the Night, was officially launched in Montreal on Sunday, April 26th at Notre Dame des Quilles. Despite the rainy Sunday night, more than fifty people attended the event.
A little more than a decade ago I lived in a large collective house in a small college town. There were six full-time inhabitants, a rotating number of medium- to long-term guests, two bathrooms, one landline, no cellphones; at least half of us had long-distance lovers, and all of us had anxious hearts and a strong propensity for gossip. Sound familiar?
Sometimes interpretation happens backwards and you realize you’ve written thousands of words with only a small grasp on something huge. That probably happens less if you’re a true researcher, which I am not, but even they always end up talking about all the next steps and things to investigate further. Let’s just assume that no one gets to the end of a big project feeling like it’s absolutely complete.